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saintmagx · 10 months

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✨ Cruel Summer ✨

pairing: Solo Sikoa x reader, Jey Uso x reader (briefly)

AN: Literally making this for myself, so if I do ever end up publishing - enjoy I guess? 🤪

w/c: 1198

⚠️ Warnings: 18+ , swearing, violence (this is the WWE after all) slight smut, infidelity(if you squint), jealous Jey, toxic behaviour, bad/embarrassing writing ⚠️

doesn’t follow a specific timeline however it is more recent, total divas making a return.

✨ I love you ain’t that the worst thing you’ve ever heard - he looks up grinning like the devil ✨

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“I dunno Trin, the thought of being recorded for 12 hours of the day, like, I enjoy my privacy”.

“Think about it as an opportunity, having the fans see a different side of you. Showing them how hard you work your ass off.”

Trinity is my best friend, she helped me out so much when I joined the WWE 6 years ago. She and her husband Jon took me into their family and helped me adapt into the crazy world of being a WWE superstar.

“Just think about it is all I’m saying. It’ll be fun” trin says nudging me.

Ever since I moved here, we have had a weekly tradition of Wednesday Girls Night, its just snacks, Chinese takeout, and movies, it’s just time for us to catch up and wind down from the gruelling travel schedule.

Right on queue at exactly 11:30pm Jon walks in the door.

“Times up ladies” he says, which is swiftly followed by two pillows being thrown at his head.

“Come on uce, you know better than to interrupt gIrLs NiGhT”

The couch beside me dipped and once again I felt the heat from the body of Josh Fatu, my one weakness. His hand falls to his side and creeps closer to me caressing the side of my bare thigh. You see what people don’t know is Josh and I have an ‘agreement’ - no feelings, just sex and friendship, and it was going great until it wasn’t, feeling were caught, specifically by me and I’m stuck between a rock and hard place as I’m falling hard for him, but I cant let this agreement end because I would rather have him this way than not have him at all.

“Spoke with Joe today, Hunter is bringing him up to the main roster, can’t wait to have my other younger brother fighting by my side”. A third pillow is thrown at Jon from the direction of Josh.

“We are twins, and you are only older by 8 minutes”.

Never a dull moment where the Fatu boys are concerned.

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First day of filming (TD Interview Segment)

Okay, so lets start with a basic intro okay? Ready, go!

The room falls silent the light shines bright on me, I have at least 6 pair of eyes on me, goading me into starting. Gosh why did I sign up to do this!!!

Hi there, my names yn, I am currently on the Smackdown roster and I am the current WWE Women’s Champion.

I’ve been with the WWE for 6 years now and I wouldn’t have survived if it wasn’t for my adoptive sister Trinity, she took me under her wing and I’ve been there ever since. As you guys know – and if you didn't know, the accent should be a huge giveaway, I’m originally from the United Kingdom, I came to the states with a dream in hand and no one there to help me through this bumpy ride. I can never repay her or Jon for the way they have accepted and welcomed me into their little dynamic. Although, travelling the world with Jon and Josh is hard work, they boys are chaotic, I don't know how Trin managed to do it herself for so long!

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Friday Night Smackdown, Atlanta Georgia, 8 weeks before Survivor Series

Walking into the arena for Smackdown I get a message from Hunter asking to meet him in his office. A mixture of anxiety and curiosity fill in the pit of my stomach. In his office I’m met with the familiar faces of Jon, Josh, and Joseph, smiling I look over to Hunter who invites me to sit.

“I got your message, what’s up?

“We have been toying with the idea of a cross brand rivalry - for Survivor Series. Now that Joe has come up to the main roster, we think the Usos and Solo v The Judgement Day would pique interest from the WWE universe.”

“So why am I here?”

“Demi is the Women’s World Champion and part of Judgment Day; it would only seem right that she faces the Women’s Champion”.

Without hesitation I accept. Hunter debriefs us on how it’s going to play out over the next few weeks. We will have to be on both RAW and Smackdown over the next few weeks, so looks like it will be me and the brothers travelling together since Trin is exclusive to Smackdown!

Gorilla, few hours later (TD segment)

Tonight, I have a singles match, however Demi has to interfere and cost me the match – thus starting our road to Survivor Series.

I see Hunter in his usual place over at the screens with his headset on talking to Randy Orton, Randy spots me and immediately comes over to me.

“There’s my favourite girl.”

“I wouldn’t let your wife hear you say that Randy”.

Randy Orton, he is exactly how you would imagine him to be, a cocky little shit, flirtatious as hell, a menace but he has a heart of gold. Many nights we would hit the gym together and training with him before his injury really improved my in-ring ability. He is another one I would call my family away from family.

A familiar scent fills my nostrils, Josh. He stands next to me wrapping his arm around me pulling me closer, as if to stake his claim in me.

“I’ve been looking for you, come on let’s go”.

I smile apologetically at Randy, he just waves me off laughing, as much as I say people don’t know anything about me and Josh, it’s not to say there isn’t rumours flying around, people have their own take on it, and that’s okay, we just laugh it off.

Trin and Jon (TD Interview segment)

“You see yn and josh think they are so slick hiding their little late-night rendezvous” says Jon

Trin sighing, “I just wish they would bang their heads together and realise they are meant to be. Think of the double dates we could finally have Jon.”

Jon’s laugh fills the small interview room, “yeah it would be sweet, and yn is already like family, it would be an easy transition.”

Away from the cameras

“What were you talking to Randy about?” Josh quizzes

“Nothing, you came in and ushered me away before I could say anything.”

“Good, I don’t like it when you get attention from other guys, just me, okay?”

“I think you’ll find Josh that I can speak to who I like”. I say frustrated with his behaviour.

You see as much as I love Josh, this, this right here the way he wants to have his cake and eat it too drives me insane. I so much as look at another guy and he is right there to remind me I’m his, yet he can look at and speak to as many girls and I can’t say shit.

“I’ve got a match to get to, I’ll see you later J.”

“Goodluck out there baby girl, not that you need it.” Before he can come any closer to me, I slip out the room and let my frustrated sigh out. How much longer am I going to keep torturing myself.

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onyx-got-clowned · 1 month

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i think we are severely lacking with the age regression (sfw) in the lu fandom 😔

little links by silentspider, is such a good fic!! it has multiple parts that are all so good! (16k words in total)

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i think that they all would age regress to some degree at least- but the main ones would be time, warriors, wild, and legend, i dunno they just give me major little vibes :’)

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•time would be super energetic, and climb lots of trees, he would totally collect bugs too. And could be convinced to put them in fours bedroll. Time would regress to 5-6 years old, He’d say the trees are all unique, giving them names and being the only one to successfully tell them apart. He likes to keep a stuffed horse that looks like epona in his bag, malon made it for him!

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•Wars would enjoy playing pretend, or more physical games. Usually regresses to 7 years old. He’d probably force everyone to play sharks n minnows, ghost in the graveyard, games like that! he likes to color or draw, also likes to watch four do weapon maintenance. ——

•Wild is a total nature kid, would roll around in mud and you’d not even know what color his clothes are by the dirt and grime just absolutely covering him. Definitely regresses to 8 years old, only going younger is stressed. Rocks are in his pocket, some Rollie polies even. Would climb the highest tree within range and wind would have to get him down. Enjoys playing hide and seek, always ends up being the last to be found. HE MAKES MUD PIES!!!

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•legend is more bubbly, but will not share ANYTHING. Don’t ask it will be no. He usually regresses to around 6-7. He likes to hangout around water, and will collect anything that catches his eye, using his hat as a big pocket. Likes to read or play capture the flag (or any variation of such) will try and sneak to do things he knows he isn’t supposed to do.

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•wind would probably age dream, never fully regressing, but usually is around 6 while doing so. Enjoys pretty much the same as he usually would not age dreaming, but will beg and BEG to braid everyone’s hair. No matter if it’s short or not, a braid will be in every links hair by the end of the day. When he isn’t age dreaming, total big brother and will convince them into shenanigans.

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•four would regress discretely, but the main giveaway is how quiet he gets. Usually just regresses to 9 years old. He likes to read and keep to himself, but that’s when he’s not split. The colors already similar when regressing, but all enjoy different activities. Green enjoys fishing strangely enough, but uses his hands. Blue would see how long he can do a hand stand or something competitive. Red would color and draw with wars. Vio would be the one to read and likes being read too as well!

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•hyrule is similar to wild, but likes to take walks and analyze everything. Regresses to 5 years old. He enjoys the sensory of being outside, touching everything (that is safe to do so) and usually drags sky along, regressed or not. He has a special journal just for pressing flowers and pretty weeds. Likes to swim and float in a starfish position for hours.

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•sky is the one who regresses to 11 years old, and likes to wrangle four, hyrule, time, and wars into playing charades. He doesn’t carve (cus he isn’t allowed) but learned origami instead! Likes to give them to everyone, usually of their favorite animal or the animal that reminds him of them!

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•twilight regresses to 7 years old, likes to play tag! Forces everyone to play when available and it’s scary when he runs full speed to catch someone. Now they know how dink felt . Teaches hyrule how to catch fish bare handed in the rivers, wild gladly takes them to cook as a meal. Twi likes to hang upside down on a tree and screeches at anyone who passes by- if he’s questioned his only reply is “I’m a bat!” Nothing else. Also likes to smack his head into people, full speed, grinning and unapologetic. If questioned, only reply is “I’m a goat! That’s my job!” And runs off to do it to someone else.

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remember guys, Age regression is a SFW COPING MECHANISM!!! So i don’t wanna see any hate! These are just my personal opinions and self projection

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kimbureh · 11 days

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idk man, online fandom is just not the place for me.

"reblog my art/writing!!!11" "I'll block people who only like my stuff but don't reblog"

this is so intense. I have zero interest in talking to people who are trying to bully me into promoting them. It's as if people are saying:

"If you don't comment on people's fanwork, fandom will die because of you, specifically"

I get it, attention is nice. I'm a creator too. And it's true that current social media isn't conducive of creating and maintaining communities. But you don't build a community with aggression against your own audience.

I don't wanna hang out with people who yell at me about how they don't get enough attention. You're blaming the audience when the real problem goes way, way deeper, and this behavior of prioritizing content promotion over actual human connection is actually part of the issue. Urging people to reblog your stuff may grant you exposure, but it sure doesn't make you any friendships, at least not mine.

A few years back, I wanted to refine my comedic writing and started a whacky Fallout 4 blog long after the fandom had seen its peak. I knew there wouldn't be a large audience, but I wanted to see what would happen. Long story short, I regularly invited my followers to send asks I would answer in-character, and honestly had so much fun. I never bullied my audience for only liking and not reblogging. To the contrary; I respect my audience and their prerogative to decide for themselves what they do want to share on their blogs and what they don't. It's *their* blogs. I cannot grasp the audacity of some creators to demand space on people's personal blogs. I really can't.

I only had the Fallout blog for like 8 months and got more audience attention than I could deal with at times. I had such a blast, getting asks, replying to them, building in-jokes with my followers. I ended the blog with a small event and was met with a flood of lovely comments and good-byes. Today, four years later, I post on that blog maybe one or two times a year. And even though most of my followers unfollowed me when I ended the blog, I still get the occasional lovely comment. After four years, people still remember the great time we had.

Good thing I didn't block all those wonderful people who mainly liked but didn't reblog. Word got around nonetheless. I found the audience I was looking for. Dunno if I would have had the same relaxed experience with a crowd who was bullied into the interaction.

idk, man. What is online fandom?

I don't like how we treat each other. Fandom is not a marketplace. I am not selling myself or my creations, I want to treat you better than a simple customer. At its heart, fandom is a gift economy. You don't owe me a thing. If you don't want to give freely, I won't take it with force. I respect you and myself too much for that.

I think we can still find our people in fandom, without exploiting our audience as market-criers.

#fandom #negativity

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snarky-magpie · 1 month

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Thanks for the tag, @fiendishfyre! 1. How many works do you have on A03? 16 published, 9 hidden.

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? 673,850. I don't have a problem. No sir.

3. What fandoms do you write for? Harry Potter atm, original, and Voltron (formerly, lol).

4. What are your top five fics by kudos? 1. PS. I Hate You. 2. Many Happy Halloweens 3. Catching Crows 4. Call Me By My Name 5. Stealing The Seeker (my first HP fic, yay)

5. Do you respond to comments? Yes, to every single one unless they're rude (they usually aren't). I spend way too much time online and love to talk about my stories.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? None, really. I mostly write HEA. I am planning an MCD fic, but I don't know if I'll find the strength to actually write it.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Definitely PS. I Hate You. The epilogue will give you diabetes.

8. Do you get hate on fics? No, I'm not famous enough for hate. Most people in the fandom have been lovely. I've only got hate from prongsfoot shippers for saying there's a way to enjoy both jegulus and prongsfoot without hating on the other (ironically). Soured me on the whole ship pretty fast, though.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? Yes, but mostly for Voltron. I only have one smutty HP fic. I do love writing it, though, and I've got an explicit jegulus story in the works.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written? Tried Voltron x Wednesday, and it was a really cool experience, but I gave up due to a lack of readership.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? Not to my knowledge.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? No.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Tried to, with one of my betas. Got as far as two chapters.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship? Jegulus jegulus jegulus jegulus jegulus (I'm normal about them)

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Of Bluebells and Deception. Don't look for it, it's one of the hidden ones.

16. What are your writing strengths? Insert the meme 'you people have strengths?' Dunno. Based on what people say, I'm funny? Yeah, it comes as a shock to me too.

17. What are your writing weaknesses? Timeline consistency. Please, if you love me, never check if the dates, years, and ages of the characters align. Also, descriptions, and I tend to overdo it with internal monologues.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? I write everything in another language since my first language is Czech. It's tough and gives me permanent impostor syndrome.

19. First fandom you wrote for? Voltron: Legendary Defender

20. Favourite fic you’ve written? Ironically, my least popular one (by a long shot). Moorland Skies. Tagging: @courfee @thebibutterflyao3 @howmanyfrecklesdoyousee @starlightvld (No pressure, of course!) And whoever else wants to play.

#jegulus #james potter #regulus black #dead gay wizards #the marauders #ao3fic #prongsfoot #fic asks

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paldeanbooper · 1 year

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Getting to Know Me!

I have been tagged by @radiosummons thank you very much 💝

1. Are you named after anyone? Yep, an actress! Can’t say who tho-

2. When was the last time you cried? Idk, i think yesterday? Rewatching a kid show…

3. Do you have kids? Hell no.

4. Do you use sarcasm a lot? Absolutely, it’s all i do-

5. What sports do you play/have you played? Too many to count, favourite one is football

6. What's the first thing you notice about other people? Im not sure, i think i really notice their posture and their tone, dunno why tho

7. What's your eye color? Green

8. Scary movies or happy endings? Im not a big fan of scary movies but not much of a fan of happy endings, i think i just like cliffhangers that end in a continuing series so i don't get bored of shows-

9. Any special talents? Im the best English student in all of my year and im really good at binging stuff, got through Ted Lasso and Stranger Things in, like, a week or two-

10. Where were you born? Somewhere in Aus

11. What are your hobbies? Writing, Piano, Dance, Reading, Watching TV, Gaming, etc…

12. Do you have any pets? Two kitties, drops of heaven that dropped onto hell for a second

13. How tall are you? Dont judge- 4’8

14. Favorite subject in school? PE, English, French (sometimes), PSHE (cuz my form tutor lets me do whatever during that lesson), some others.

15. Dream Job? Author or Psychologist or something else, might change-

Dont rlly know who to tag but heres a few! @why-is-my-house-on-fire, @heenr12, @charliebugz, @nonbinarytrashpanda, miladies @mumza-superiority and @noelle-the-bitch, @moonkachu, @a-radio-d3mon and hopefully this makes it’s way to the famous @toxiccrybabyart and @astrolavas!

Love your posts, peoples! Byeee 👋

#gettingtoknowme #getting to know me #this is me #i wished there would be a tiny bit more personal questions but i liked this overall!#please dont send this back if you dint want to tagged people!

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wispstalk · 2 months

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20 questions for writers

under the cut. Thanks to @everybodyknows-everybodydies for tagging🖤

Tagging back: @nuwanders @jiubilant @ervona @ehlnofay @druidx @blossom-adventures @sylvienerevarine @throughtrialbyfire @da3drat no pressure

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Five

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

198327

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Just elder scrolls. I have a feeling that's gonna be it for me. I've been tempted to write stardew valley fic lately which would perhaps be classed as "crack" (I know what that is in theory but the way people use it makes no sense to me) but I took a cursory look at the tag and I don't think the stardew valley fandom is ready for a ray fic lmao

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

Well. I have five.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I try 🫠 it haunts me how often I've left my beloved mutuals on read..... but if that's u and I did, I am telepathically beaming this: !!!!!! ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️ Making out sloppy style etc etc

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

lol. lmao even

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

.....within AO3 I guess it's "Morning" but also that's set at a refugee camp? I will say the skyrim story will have a more peaceful ending but up until now fic writing has been an outlet for my thwarted rage and covid brain damage soooo

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I mean this is generally a culture of positive feedback. Someone did yell at me once for hitting martin septim with the transgender beam which is a level of no-life-havin loserdom which could be classed as "hate" but came off as pure cope and seethe

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

I really bristle at the word smut sorry its too cutesy. I was a prodomme for seven years I don't do euphemisms lol. I wrote a sex scene into IITT to see how I felt about writing sex scenes. I learned that I am only interested in writing them if they serve specific functions. I have absolutely zero judgment toward anyone who wants to write about fuckin and suckin, that's just not why I'm here

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

No but recently my household watched game of thrones together and my bf and his brother were cracking jokes like what if one of these medieval characters had a gundam. Neither of them read fic so I was like don't be too entertained by yourselves. I bet that has been written. looked it up on ao3 and sure as shit

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I'm not gonna lie I did find a fic where someone very obviously ripped me off but I don't wanna call them out. One specific instance where they bit my style was so clumsily applied as to be obvious, but their prose in general was fantastic so like. who care.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not as far as I know but that would make me holler

13. Have you ever co-written a fic?

Nope. I'm not opposed to the idea but it's hard to imagine how I'd do this given my process. I think I'd be pretty difficult to work with

14. What's your all-time favorite ship?

?!? I dunno I don't have one. I put a lot of effort into writing martinhok but I could not say that one, due to how overwhelmingly heterosexual the tag is. I'm sorry but can everyone who's not a faggot please pipe down

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I have my moments with the skyrim wip. I've signed myself up for something pretty complicated and challenging but I also learned that I can finish things so I'm not really worried about it. The fact of the matter is: I do not care if this is good. It matters that it is done so I can move on with my life. If parts of it are boring and overlong that's yalls problem

16. What are your writing strengths?

I get a lot of compliments on my worldbuilding. I do think a lot about the minutiae of material culture and think I have a talent for incorporating detail in engaging ways

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

I'm a cornball. This is a corny activity. I don't really care because I'm doing it for free. Enjoy the unsolicited view into an internet stranger's terrible psyche

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

I try to apply with a light hand. I'm a dumbass sheltered American and I can mostly make myself understood in a Spanish-speaking country but that's about it. I like playing around with language and the idea of multilingual societies matters to me so I include it, but I'm not a linguist so I try to work within my limits. Whether I am successful at this is up to others.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Elder scrolls. Never felt compelled until i spent a winter playing oblivion and went wow this game has an incredibly bleak narrative behind a silly aesthetic. Oops now I'm in a lore pit

20. Favorite fic you've written?

The Nature of Fire is my best prose hands down. I'm gonna be real with y'all I am desperate for people to read it. It is genuinely the best I can do at this point and if you like what I've done so far, well, whatever u read sucks compared to this fic.

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jpeg-dot-jpeg · 3 months

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5, 8, & 11 for the new year asks? 🎆

it is so far past new years. but i stay silly <];3

5. Which WIP is first on your list to complete this year? Will you post a snippet?

oh my god i have SO many. but. i have this fallen angel JayTim au that I think the girlies are gonna love so here's a little crumb <3

“You want something to drink?” Jason asked, turning towards the kitchen. Timothy was quick to follow.

“Why would I want something to drink?”

Jason threw him a look over his shoulder he couldn’t quite decipher. “I dunno, cause drinks are nice? Have you not consumed anything since your Fall?”

“I didn’t technically fall-”

“Semantics,” he said with a wave of his hand. “Yes or no.”

“No.”

“Do you want to try?”

Timothy blinked. “Drinking something?”

“No, extreme skateboarding,” Jason drawled. “Yes, drinking something.”

He blanched at the suggestion. “But…then it’ll be…inside me.”

Abruptly, he felt like one of the schoolchildren he often watched over, whispering words they thought might get them in trouble.

Jason looked at him like he was the crazy one. “Yeah? It’ll exit your body one way or another.”

“That’s weird,” Timothy insisted.

“Humans do it every day.”

“Humans require calories for survival.”

“Well, yeah, but eating and drinking stuff is also fun. Just because we don’t need it to live doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy it.”

8 and 11 posted here!

#tauria my beloved #snippet #JayTim #ask #ask answered

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summerongrand · 2 months

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20 questions for fic writers

I was tagged by the wonderful and talented Lana @cfr749. She’s a gifted writer and has 19 works with a WHOPPING 354,235 words on Ao3!!!!!! She’s a gem, a fandom OG (I think), and began writing Chenford since before they were canon. I like to read an author’s fics in chronological order and am reading hers this way. There’s a charm about reading pre-canon works in this fandom because it’s like time traveling and seeing a shipper’s heart through their writing and their belief in this ship that may or may not come true. And Lana on top of all of that has a way of combining words in a way that tugs at the essence of human emotion. Go read her fics!!!

1. How many works do you have on Ao3? I’m honored to be recognized as a fic writer despite having zero works on Ao3. Lana was incredibly thoughtful to tag me and I *think* it’s because she saw some tags where I mentioned that I write fic. Noticing small things like that is one of the many reasons why she is an awesome human being.

2. What’s your total Ao3 word count? Currently 0. In total, I have around 80,000 words that I haven’t shared yet.

3. What fandoms do you write for? The Rookie.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

I’ll use this space to preview 5 fics in various stages of planning:

1. Psych professor Lucy and student Tim. Tim is married and Lucy’s in a relationship, so Chenford will be riding down Angst Avenue for a while … even as they ride their s/o’s.

2. Psych professor Lucy and student Tim. A companion story to the first.

3. Tim meeting Lucy’s grandma. There are a few OCs in this one including Lucy’s grandma. This is planned as a one-shot with potential for more chapters. I’m currently “face casting” Lucy’s grandma, so if anyone has suggestions, feel free to send them my way.

4. Soulmates AU. I have five separate Google docs with five separate ideas of how I want to write this. I’m leaning towards writing this from a historic angle where there’s a huge geographic separation between Lucy and Tim.

5. Found family goes on vacation. Patrice or the Thorsen family owns a huge resort up in the mountains (because of course they do). Our favorites spend a few days of fun up there. Thinking of writing Chenford as either having a secret relationship or in a pre-relationship. I just returned from a vacation in the mountains and this was in no way inspired by that. Nope.

5. Do you respond to comments?

If someone takes the time to comment on my stories, I definitely will reply.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

My fics will always end happy because Lucy Chen deserves for Tim Bradford to give her the world.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Psych professor Lucy/student Tim is the only one that has an ending so far. But dunno yet if I’ll keep that ending.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

No, because I currently don’t have any fics on Ao3.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

Psych professor Lucy/student Tim is my first fic in over 20 years and first foray into smut. They just wanna bang … their s/o’s and each other.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

As a kid, I wrote a fic where S Club 7, BSB, NSync, Britney, Christina, Mandy Moore, Jessica Simpson, O-Town, A*Teens, etc. all stayed in a hugeass chalet and performed sets. BSB and NSync kept throwing shade and snowballs at each other.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Nope.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

No.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not yet.

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

Chenford!

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

I started writing psych professor Lucy/student Tim over six months ago and I honestly don’t ever want to finish writing that fic. But that's also partly why I haven't shared it yet. The story keeps evolving which makes the front end still a work in progress.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I can’t comment on my strengths as a fic writer because I haven’t gotten any feedback on my fics in over 20 years. But I can comment on my strengths/weaknesses as a writer: I’ve been told that I write very colloquially/conversationally and this was, until recently, seen as a strength by people smarter than me giving me honest feedback.

I also try to incorporate real experiences into my fics. This takes research, talking to people, listening to their experiences, etc. but it's so worth doing. For example, when Colin O’Neil (Mel’s bro) drinks, his face turns tomato red. He wrote about it in an Instagram post. Same thing happens to Melissa and to a lot of other East Asians but there are ways to circumvent redness with pills and such. So yeah, with that tidbit in mind, there's a scene in one of my fics where Tim clocks Lucy’s tomato red flush after a night of drinking.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Not writing enough details (see what I did there?)

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Haven’t written dialogue in another language but I’m not against it either. I know enough Spanish to be comfortable writing in it without butchering it. I'm so game for Lucy to speak Chinese to Tim and Chenford kids, but I don’t know if I can pull it off. I can try though!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

S Club 7.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Professor Lucy/student Tim.

Thanks again for the tag, Lana!

I'm tagging @onlyforchenford (because I'm an instigator and would love to read her fics), @poppypickle, @goodgirlssayiloveyoutoo @rememberthismomentx, @lovemesomechenford, @randomlittleimp, and @sailorslut111 (apologies if y'all have already done this and I missed it)!

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Sugar Mommies Pt.16 - Season Finale

Welcome to the newest - and final - part in the Sugar Mommies Universe! Season 1 has officially come to an end but do not worry, Season 2 will be coming to you soon!

I apologise for not letting you guys know sooner. I literally came to the realisation about 5 minutes before posting this. 😂

So for the final time for Season 1, I hope you all enjoy! ❤️

❤️💋❤️💋

Read Season 1 here: Pt.1 Pt.2 Pt.3 Pt.4 Pt.5 Pt.6 Pt.6.5 Pt.7 Pt.8 Pt.9 Pt.10 Pt.11 Pt.12 Pt.13 Pt.14 Pt.15 Pt.16.

It’s surreal to say the least, that not even an hour ago, you were being ruthlessly fucked by the three woman that surround you.

And now, you’re here.

On a date.

In the park.

Could it get any more picturesque?

Wanda answers your silent question by slipping her hand into your own and guiding you to walk that little bit closer to her.

“You guys suck, you know that?”

The trio look at you as one, equally confused by your sudden outburst.

It’s Natasha who regains composure first.

“I’m quite aware we do, you weren't complaining not long ago…”

Carol sniggers and shoves your shoulder with her own.

“Why do we suck, Y/N?”

“Because I said we were going out for my treat. I let you guys choose and where do we go? Somewhere free.”

“What can we say?” Carol replies, “we don’t like seeing you spend your money. Not on us.”

Now it’s your turn to playfully shove Carol away and she lets out a small laugh as she stumbles away from the group; nearly joining a different group of mother’s on their daily walk with their strollers.

With a smile for an apology, Carol hurries back to the three of you and relinks her hand with Natasha.

“She is half your size and yet she sent you flying…” the red head whispers up into Carol’s ear, smirking when she gets a glare.

“I wasn’t expecting it…” Carol replies, “and I tripped over my own feet. Shut up, Romanoff.”

“Whatever you say, cap.” The red head is grinning by the time they reach you.

Wanda is midway through twirling you around, grinning when you let out a little laugh as you trip slightly.

“Such a clumsy girl, detka.” Wanda says, pulling you close once more.

“Would you believe I did ballet when I was younger.”

“Now I know you’re lying.” Wanda replies, winking as you glare at her.

“I did!” You glance back when you feel Natasha’s free hand graze your side. “From 4 until about 6 but I did.”

“Wow, career starting years there, baby.” Carol says.

You only shrug.

“I still did it though. Mom…” You pause at your own mention of your mom before you quickly snap out of it, hoping the others didn’t notice. “...dressed me in the pink tights and the pink tutu and everything.”

Wanda wraps her arm around your shoulders and kisses the side of your head.

“I’d pay that woman for a picture of you. I’d pay her thousands.”

“We all would.” Natasha adds.

“Well you’d be paying for nothing,” You say. “I think they lost the pictures of me dancing when our kitchen caught on fire.”

“A fire?” Wanda asks quickly. You nod. “What happened?”

“If you don’t mind her asking.” Natasha adds.

“I dunno. I can’t remember.” You can. You remember that night very clearly as it was one the first memories of your mom and dad fighting.

But you’re not ready to tarnish your new relationship by bringing up your rocky relationship with your parents…not yet.

So you just shrug and awkwardly start to bite at your thumb nail.

Sensing your unease, Natasha speaks up.

“I did ballet too.” she says, trying to pull you from your head.

“You did?”

“Yeah,” Nat smiles, “Had pointe shoes and tutus galore.”

“Can I pay to see those?”

“No need.” Carol replies, “I’ve got a stash safely hidden away.”

You look excitedly at her.

“Really?”

“Yep!”

“I trusted you with those pictures, Danvers.” Natasha grumbles, causing the blonde to let out a laugh and lean down to kiss her cheek.

“I only show them to those who matter to me.”

That comment makes you look down at the ground, blushing.

“So I think it’s only fair the little one over here gets to see them too. Might even let her take one home to frame.”

“Y’know, I don’t have any qualms putting you over my knee for 10. In fact I think I’d rather enjoy it.”

“Oho, is that a threat?”

“It might be.”

Carol goes to reply but hearing you and Wanda giggling uncontrollably draws both of their attention.

“Is there something amusing, ladies?”

“No.” You say quickly.

“Nothing at all.” Wanda adds.

“Mhmm. That’s what I thought.” Carol says, smiling.

The four of you lull into a peaceful silence; Wanda happily holding your hand while Carol holds Natasha’s.

When you pass a family with two dogs, Carol speaks up.

“I’m still gutted we’ll never see those pictures of you in that cute ballerina outfit, baby.”

“There might be some in the attic but I’m not 100% sure.”

“I will personally hand you over $2000 right now to get you home so you can find these pictures.” Carol says.

“Y’know it’d be easier for me to text them and ask them to look for it, right?”

“Whichever gets these pictures to me quicker, I don’t care.”

“We could take you home ourselves!” Wanda adds suddenly, a huge smile on her face, eyes sparkling. “Drive, fly, whichever. They live close, right?”

“Firstly, fly?” You ask, slightly dumbfounded. “Secondly they’re close, sorta. Like a couple hours away I think.”

You don’t miss the confused looks.

“They move around a lot.” You say quickly. “C’mon, tell me about this flying thing!”

At the mention of flying again, Carol smiles.

“Why do you think Captain over here likes being called that?” Natasha says, nudging the blonde with her elbow.

“Yeah actually, why is that? I don’t think I’ve ever asked.”

“They got me flying lessons as a gift one year and the rest is history.” The blonde shrugs like it’s no big deal. “I’d happily fly you to your parents’ house anytime. I’d fly you anywhere you’d wanna go to be fair, princess. For a small price.”

“Oh yeah?” You reply, “I’m afraid I wouldn’t be able to pay…”

Carol shrugs.

“I’m sure we would come to some arrangement, baby girl.” Her eyes are twinkling and you are well aware of what arrangement she is thinking of.

“Maybe we’d join the mile high club…” Wanda says, leaning down to kiss your cheek, watching the second the words register in your head as your eyes widen.

“We…could…”

“It’d just be us four on the plane, detka. No one else.” Natasha clarifies.

“In that case I’m definitely down for that!” You grin. “I’ve never done it on an aeroplane before.”

“I was going to say, I’d be wanting a story later if you had.” Natasha says.

“I was pretty vanilla until I met you -- OH!”

You’re nearly taken out by a flying furry beast as it jumps up excitedly at you, paws digging into your sides.

You stumble back, letting out a string of giggles as you end up dragging Wanda with you.

Somewhere in the distance, you can hear someone frantically saying, “I am so sorry! He’s just a puppy! He won’t hurt you!”

The said puppy is freaking huge. On its back legs the thing is taller than you already and you’re struggling to keep yourself up right.

“...help…”

Natasha and Carol manage to pull the dog off of you and keep hold of its collar tightly when it tries to jump back up onto you.

You push your rumpled shirt back down and smile down at the puppy.

“Hi little guy!”

“Little guy? Kitten, that thing nearly flattened you.” Wanda says, glancing nervously at the animal who is still looking at you.

“Aww he’s adorable!” You drop to your knees and tickle the puppy’s chin, giggling when it starts to lap at your face.

Its owners frantically get to you, the mom hastily putting its leash back on.

“I am so, so sorry! Are you okay?”

“I’m fine, don’t worry! This cutie pie just took me by surprise!”

“It’s the first time we’ve let him off the leash. One second he was with us and the next he was gone.” The mom says, struggling to keep him down when he tries to jump on you again. “He really likes you!”

You’re far too occupied with the dog to properly hear what his owner is saying; mercifully Natasha comes to your rescue.

“I think she likes him too.”

“Y’know I think it’s because she looks like our Charlie, that’s why Max likes your daughter so much.” The dad says.

You quickly look up.

“I thought she looked familiar!” replies the mom. “Anyways, we best be off. Sorry again. C’mon Max. That isn’t your Charlie. C’mon!”

“Bye!” The three women smile and wave as the couple are dragged off by their Great Dane while you just continue to kneel on the floor, flabbergasted.

“Daughter?!”

You stand back up.

“They thought I was your daughter?”

“At least they were understanding about same sex relationships,” says Wanda, stroking your frown away. “Normally we’re just called friends.”

“I get that.” You reply, “but your daughter? Do I look that young?”

“Detka,” Natasha says, taking your hand in hers. “You are young.”

“But not that young…right?”

She kisses your nose and is about to reply when Wanda gasps, suddenly grabbing your hands.

“ICECREAMWEREGETTINGICECREAM!”

“What?”

And just like that, you’re gone.

You’re sure there’s dust versions of you and Wanda standing where you were mere seconds ago.

Your legs struggle to keep up with the other woman as she charges the two of you towards an ice-cream parlour.

Leaving Natasha and Carol to walk calmly behind you two.

“Wands, slow down, I’m gonna fall!” You can’t help but laugh.

Wanda, much to your relief, slows down.

“Hop on then, detka.”

She’s crouching slightly in front of you.

“You can’t be serious.”

“Deadly. C’mon, up you get. Ice-cream is waiting.”

“Wands I’m too heavy.”

“Hardly. Up. Now.”

You glance back at Natasha and Carol who are still strolling after the two of you.

“Fine. Don’t complain though when I flatten you.”

You hop up onto Wanda’s back where she holds you effortlessly before jogging the two of you towards the parlour.

She sets off just as suddenly as she had when she nearly tore your hand off, and it causes you to let out a squeal as you cling onto her more tightly.

“I won’t drop you, detka!”

You scream when her jog turns into a run.

By the time you reach the shop, you’re both giggling wrecks.

You’re sure either Natasha or Carol was filming the two of you as well, despite the unfortunate angle.

Or rather, as Carol said when they finally joined you; “the lovely angle of both your asses.”

Wanda refuses to let you down as you all peruse the menu.

You zero in on the flavour you want.

But then spot a classic.

“Is it ironic I want vanilla?”

Natasha chuckles.

“What?” You ask.

“Vanilla was the first flavour we licked off Wanda.”

You glance at the other woman who is now blushing.

“Is that so?” You ask, grinning.

“With cherry sauce too, if I remember correctly.” Carol adds nonchalantly, still eyeing the menu. “It was funny because we put cherry sauce on her che - hi! Yes we’d like to order.”

The tips of Carol’s ears are red as she looks at you and Wanda with a side smirk.

“Care to order ladies? I’m still choosing.”

Carol looks right at you when she says this.

“You sure?” You ask as Wanda walks you both in front of Carol. “Oh. Well, I guess Wanda just answered that.”

“What can I get you?” The ice cream lady says, smiling at the two of you.

“I’ll take a mint choc chip please.”

“Cone or cup, love?”

Wanda bounces your sliding body back up on her back.

“Cone, please.”

“Is that all? Or are you gonna treat your cute girlfriend too?”

“Always,” she smiles. “What flavour are you wanting, kitten?”

“Think I’ll just get vanilla, please.” You say. “With cherry sauce. On a cone. Please.”

The spank on your ass is so sudden it makes Wanda jump as well.

“Such a cheeky girl.” Natasha mutters.

The lady behind the counter doesn’t notice as she’s too busy battling with the mint chocolate chip ice cream.

She scoops a hearty amount onto the cone and just as she’s about to hand it over to Wanda, she gently puts you back down; much to your disappointment.

“Sorry baby girl,” she says, “I don’t fancy having ice cream in my hair.”

Wanda takes her ice cream happily.

“You just prefer it on your body, right?”

Chuckling, Wanda takes a taste from her treat before tapping it on your nose.

“That’s right.” She says, leaning over to kiss the ice cream away.

“Aww, you two are just the cutest!”

You both look to see the ice cream girl watching you both, your ice cream coated in cherry sauce.

“Thanks,” you smile, grabbing your own treat from her.

“I mean, I don't think I’ve seen a hotter couple walk by yet.”

You smile into your ice cream as Wanda wraps her arm around you.

She not so subtly points to Natasha and Carol behind you and says loudly for you all to hear, “Way hotter than them two, right?”

You can pinpoint the exact moment when the ice cream girl makes eye contact with Natasha and Carol.

Poor thing.

“Order for us, Carol.” Is all Natasha says before she moves and grabs Wanda by the hair and not so gently guides her from the ice cream kiosk.

“Easy, easy! My ice cream cone!”

You stay behind to pay, hand going as far as to reach for your purse but Carol’s hand stops you.

“Put that away otherwise you’ll be joining Wanda with a scolding.”

You glance at the other two and see Natasha speaking into Wanda’s ear. The taller woman, despite probably being told off, is still smirking.

“I said it was my turn to treat you.”

“And we like treating you. So it’s three against one. Our treat, kitten.”

“I will pay for something. Eventually. Just you wait.”

“You might be paying for Wanda’s brattiness if she carries on.” Carol kisses your cheek. “Go on. I’ll be over in a moment.”

You do as you’re told, licking some ice cream off your hand as you go.

When you near the other two, you can hear Natasha finishing off her threat.

“...now do as you’re told, parshivets, before I put you in time out.”

Your eyes zero in on Natasha’s hand that is wrapped firmly around Wanda’s throat whilst the other still holds tightly in her hair.

“Yes, daddy. I’m sorry.”

“Now eat your ice cream before it melts, bunny.” The two share a quick kiss and then Natasha releases her.

Turning to you with a smile.

“Good choice, detka.” Natasha swipes her finger through some of your ice cream and licks it off. “Very good choice. Lots of fun memories with that flavour.”

“Mmm,” you reply as you eat some of your ice cream. “What flavour have you gone for, Nat?”

“Cookies and cream, classic.” She says, eyeing you as you lick the frozen treat. “Car’s probably ordered buttered pecan or coffee.”

You scrunch your face.

“She’s the first person I know who orders coffee ice cream.”

“Carol has a caffeine addiction.” Wanda explains. “You wanna really get under her skin, hide her morning coffee. Does the trick every time.”

You laugh.

“The trick for what? Dying? I’ll leave that to you, Wands.”

“Smart choice.” Natasha replies.

The three of you make small talk while Carol pays for all of your ice creams and brings over the final two, licking at hers as she walks.

“Told you,” Natasha says as she takes her cone from the blonde, “coffee addict.”

“Says you, Romanoff.”

The four of you slowly make your way over to a free bench.

“So,” Carol says around a mouth of ice cream. “I heard a word that really caught my interest.”

“Go on.” Natasha replies, sitting down first. She pats her knee and waits patiently for you to sit there.

Once you do, she places her arm around your waist.

Carol and Wanda mimic you.

“The term the sweet ice cream girl used for you and Wanda.” Carol continues.

“Cute?” You ask, wincing when the ice cream sharply stings your tooth.

“You are, but not that, kitten.” Carol replies. “Girlfriend.”

You look at Carol.

And then at Wanda.

Then finally at Natasha.

“Oh?”

“If it’s not something you’re comfortable speaking about, we don’t have to talk about this.”

“No! No, I was actually hoping we’d have this conversation…”

“Oh really?” Wanda asks.

“Yeah. I never know what to refer to you guys as.”

“Well, I mean Wanda is Mommy…Natasha is Daddy…”

You let out a laugh.

“Not in that retrospect.” You say. “I just…I’d like to call you something…other than the three women I’m currently sleeping with.”

“Are you asking us to be your…girlfriends?” Natasha asks.

“In an awkward way…I am.”

The three women look at each other.

“And, I dunno. I really, really like you guys and if this is something you guys aren’t comfortable doing because of the whole Do’s and Don’ts thing then that’s fine -”

One slender finger comes to rest on your mouth and you stop talking to look into Natasha’s green eyes.

“You’re rambling, sweetheart.”

“Sorry.” You say around her finger.

“Now take a deep breath…and ask us.” Natasha says.

“Ask you what?”

The red head just looks at you, waiting for your brain to click.

“Oh. Oh!” You’re blushing. You know you are. “God this went smoother in my head.”

You lick your ice cream to help clear your head for a moment.

God, why was it so hard to form words.

“She’s trembling.” Natasha’s voice calms you down.

“Will you be my girlfriends?”

It’s Wanda who surges forward first, near knocking you off Natasha’s lap in her haste to kiss you.

Both your ice creams and Natasha’s fall to the ground, in forgotten heaps as you and Wanda kiss passionately.

Well, mostly forgotten.

Natasha lets out a little, “Aww, my ice cream.” when it’s knocked from her hand.

Only to be distracted by the sight of you and Wanda making out on her lap.

“Is that a yes?” You giggle, finally pulling away to inhale deeply.

“Yes. Yes. YES!”

Instead of kissing you again, Wanda pulls you in for a tight hug and rests her chin on your shoulder.

“Yes.” She says again.

“Can me and Carol get in on this or are you just gonna be greedy, Wands?”

“Greedy. So greedy.”

“Well seeing as you all lost your ice creams - and Nat is stuck under you - want me to get you some more?”

Before replying, Wanda kisses you again.

“Yes please.”

“Same again, girls?” she asks, standing up.

“You all reply “Yes!” and the blonde smiles as she walks back to the ice cream kiosk.

Just as she’s about to order, the girl speaks up.

“Did y’all just become girlfriends?”

She’s smiling.

“Were you watching us?” Carol asks, her defensiveness kicking in.

“I was! Not in a creepy way; I just, y’all are super cute together and I knew something big was gonna happen - I was betting on an engagement ring but this is just super cute! Congratulations!”

Carol glances back at the three of you, where you and Natasha are now kissing.

She can’t help but smile.

“Thanks.” Carol says.

“Hey, listen. I’m gonna go ahead and just put a shit load of toppings on these and not tell my boss, okay?”

“Why -”

“Because it’s a celebration! It’s not every day you land yourself some cute as fuck girlfriends, now is it? Now go on, get back over to your women; I’ll bring your ice cream over in a minute.”

Carol leaves the cash on the counter and looks at you all.

How quickly - and easily - you have fitted into the group dynamic.

Their missing heart as Wanda put it.

Now, you’re theirs.

Their girlfriend.

Yeah.

Carol likes the sound of that.

Season 2 Coming Soon!

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Kinkmas Day 8 (Jonathan Byers x Fem!Reader)

Warnings: smut (18+ only, minors DNI!), oral (m! receiving), unprotected p in v (wrap it up), creampie, edging, use of pet names, language, drinking/drunkenness

WC: 1.5k

Kinkmas 2022 Masterlist

The Byers’ annual New Years Eve party was an event you’d been attending since you were a kid. Your role had shifted from guest to co-host once you’d started dating Jonathan nearly two years ago, which is why you’re currently in the kitchen together, pouring drinks.

Well, you’re pouring drinks. Your boyfriend is standing behind you, sliding his hands underneath your red sweater, fingertips grazing the bottom of your lace bra.

“Jonathan!” you hiss, pushing down on his arms so they drop to your waist. “There are, like, thirty people on the other side of this door.”

“So?” he asks, pressing tender kisses into the crook of your neck. “They’re all wasted. No one’s gonna come in here.”

As if on cue, Steve Harrington barges in, teetering slightly after one too many whiskey sours. “Need some water,” he mumbles, mainly to himself, sticking his whole head under the faucet and taking big gulps. You and Jonathan have to stifle your laughter at his antics.

“See?” You raise your eyebrows and gesture towards the drunk man who’s stumbling back to the party. “And that was just Steve. Imagine Hopper or…or your mom walking in on us!” You shudder at the thought of Joyce seeing her son pawing at you like a wild animal.

Jonathan sighs, raking his fingers through his dirty blond hair. “Fine, fine. You’re right, babe.” He glances at the clock, which reads 11:40. “Fuck, we still have twenty minutes before midnight, and you know people aren’t gonna leave for, like, another hour after that.” His eyes glisten with lust. “I can’t wait that long. Y’just look so damn good tonight.” He grabs onto the hem of your miniskirt and envelops you in a deep kiss.

You feel an aching need between your legs. “C’mere,” you whisper salaciously. “Let’s go to your room, hmm?”

He nods, speechless, as you take his hand and lead him to the bedroom. He wastes no time, unbuttoning his shirt and fumbling with his belt buckle as soon as you close the door.

“Want you so bad,” he mumbles, biting his lower lip as he fidgets with the zipper. You can see the outline of his erection through his boxers, practically begging for you to touch it. “Can I have your mouth, please?”

There’s nothing you love more than him pathetically pleading for you–except maybe torturing him until he’s a whimpering mess. “I dunno,” you tease, shrugging your shoulders, “You say you want me, but do you really need me? I mean, maybe you could just use your own hand or something.”

“N-no,” Jonathan stammers, cradling your face in his big hands, “no, baby. I need you. Need your perfect mouth, your perfect pussy. Need it all. Pleasepleaseplease.”

He’s so whiny, so pathetic, and his desperation nearly makes you crack. You glance over at the digital clock on his night table; the glaring red numbers read 11:46. “Tell y’what,” you say, tone all-too salacious, “if you can hold out until midnight, I’ll let you finish wherever you want. Even inside me.”

Jonathan’s eyes flit to the clock and he breathes a small sigh of relief. “Yeah, I can wait fourteen minutes.” He’s confident, blissfully unaware of the tricks you have up your sleeve.

You get on your knees in front of him, tugging down his boxers and watching as his hard cock springs free, slapping into his stomach. You wrap one hand around the base and bring your lips to the mushroom tip, swirling your tongue over his slit. Your other hand cups his balls.

“W-what are you doing?” he stutters, stumbling back in surprise.

“Oh, baby,” you purr. “Did you really think we were just gonna sit here and wait for the clock to strike twelve?” It’s evident from his shocked expression that he was, and you giggle mischievously.

“‘M not gonna till then l-last if you do that, though.” His cocky smile fades to a disappointed pout.

“Don’t worry; I’ll help you out.” He whines as you give his balls a gentle tug and slide your tongue down his shaft. You find the vein that runs parallel to it and trace it as you suck him off, carefully monitoring every buck of his hips. It’s when he laces his thick fingers into your hair that you remove yourself, a trail of spit connecting you to his cock.

Jonathan moans at the loss of your mouth. “Please don’t stop, please. When you stop it–it hurts.”

“Poor thing,” you feign sympathy, looking him right in his lust-blown eyes. “Did you already forget our agreement? A few minutes in my mouth and I’ve made you dumb?”

“‘M not dumb,” he protests, gnawing on a kiss-swollen lip.

“Oh, yeah? Then explain this.” You close your fist around his hardened length and use your saliva to glide up and down, watching it twitch in your hand. Jonathan throws his head back and exhales long and slow. You fall into a rhythmic pattern, almost hypnotic, but you break the trance when his legs begin to tremble.

“Sh-shit,” he groans. “I can’t wait another…” A brief check of the clock causes another whine. “Eight minutes? Fuuuuck.”

“Babe, you can cum whenever you wanna,” you tell him, running your fingernail down his thigh. “You’ll just have to cum in your hand, that’s all.”

He shakes his head. “Nonono. I wanna cum inside you, baby. I just can’t take any more touching or I’ll blow my load.”

“Okay, okay,” you relent, but you pause to slowly lift your sweater above your head and unhook your bra. You shake out your hair, letting it fall freely to your shoulders. “I’ll just get comfortable while we wait.”

Jonathan’s cock is in his hand as though drawn there by a magnetic force. He smears his precum along the tip as you unzip your skirt and pull down your tights, tossing them to the side like an old rag. “So much better,” you coo, stretching, just to taunt him.

He watches your breasts heave and reaches out to touch one with his free hand, hesitating only to ask, “Can I touch you? Need to hold this beautiful body.”

“I have an even better idea.” You push him back onto the bed, straddling his naked pelvis with your own. Grabbing his cock, you gently rub it along your folds. “Feel how wet I am for you, Jonathan? I’m so ready.”

11:55. You don’t want to admit it, but you’re also consumed with need. You press harsh, biting kisses into his chest, smiling as he yelps with pleasure, in a feeble attempt to distract yourself. “Gotta mark you up, baby. Gotta remind you that you belong to me.”

“I belong to you,” he echoes, running his hands along your torso. “Always will. Always gonna be yours, Y/N.” He grips your hips so tightly, transferring every ounce of his frustration; he’ll leave a mark, and you’re not complaining.

You rut against his erection until he’s writhing beneath you, practically crying to be inside you. It’s two minutes to midnight, when you finally take him into your pussy, hissing as he fills you up. You bounce up and down, nearly bringing yourself off of him with each movement. When the “8” flicks to a “9,” you pull away completely and admire his cock, shimmering with your slick.

“Just one more minute, baby,” you lean down to whisper in his ear, tits pressed against his chest. “If I let you back in, will you last a whole sixty seconds?”

Truthfully, he doesn’t know if he can, but he nods anyway.

“Need to hear your words, baby.” You nip at his earlobe as you give the order.

“I can last. I can do it,” he says, trying to sound firm in his response, but the warble gives away his uncertainty.

“Good boy.” You sit back down on him and he thrusts into you immediately. You match his rhythm as you work in tandem to bring yourselves to orgasm.

Below the bedroom, the partygoers begin chanting their countdown.

“10! 9! 8!”

Jonathan smashes into your warmth, grunting and moaning out your name.

“7! 6! 5!”

His hands grab onto the plush of your ass greedily. You’d chastise him for doing so without asking first, but you’re too close.

“4! 3! 2! 1!”

“‘M gonna cum,” he shouts, and you’re grateful for the party’s noise level as you cry out with him.

“Happy New Year!”

You cum just as Jonathan leaks his hot, sticky release into you. It drips out of your cunt and down your inner thigh as you pant breathlessly above him.

“I love you,” you praise him, kissing his forehead with a smile.

“I love you, too,” he replies, matching your grin with his own fucked-out one.

“Hey!” Steve’s slurred voice echoes from downstairs. “Where are Byers and Y/N with the champagne?”

“Baby,” you murmur softly, batting your long eyelashes at your boyfriend. “Could you go get the drinks? ‘M too tired.” You give him your best puppy-dog face to drive home your point.

Jonathan sighs but ultimately concedes. “Anything for my princess.”

#kinkmas 2022 #jonathan byers #jonathan byers smut #jonathan byers x you #jonathan byers x reader #jonathan byers imagine #jonathan byers x fem!reader #stranger things fanfic #fanfic #stranger things #jonathan stranger things

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riosnecktattoo · 12 days

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20 questions for writers

Tagged by @bourbon-ontherocks thanks Julia 💜

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

279,118

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Good Girl

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Thirty Pieces of Silver

Do No Harm

Teach Me Tonight

What Spring Does with the Cherry Trees

Jawbreaker

5. Do you respond to comments?

Always

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Um probably As Good As This even though it's not the angstiest fic but I left it angsty cause it was a speedy one shot rather than the happy endings I do for my bigger fics.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Any of the Only You Show Me What Warmth Is series

8. Do you get hate on fics?

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

The good kind

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know of

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

14. What’s your all time favorite ship?

I CAN'T ANSWER THAT but sawyer and kate and brio and caryl and frank and karen and and and

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

It's not really a WIP cause I will not write it but once upon a time I wanted to write Jawbreaker from Beth's pov. Also I got an ask about what Brio's first date would be like in Cherry Trees and I was gonna write a ficlet for it but it's been nearly a year and I'm like wow I should answer that ficlet or no ficlet

16. What are your writing strengths?

I don't know if it's a strength to everyone but I like it and i've had positive comments on how I really spend time on how little looks and moments and gestures feel. I like lingering on the senses a lot and as a reader i really like clarity of where bodies are in space and I dunno, a clearly painted picture. So I try to do that cause it's what I enjoy.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Dialogue like....must we speak? When it flows it feels amazing but when it doesn't it's TORTURE

Also writing characters who aren't Beth and Rio. I push myself to do it more so I can practice and to expand their world and stuff but I don't feel confident with it.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Do what ya want just make sure it makes sense/translates accurately

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Good Girls

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

ahhhh impossible but today it's Jawbreaker it was such a fun time

Tagging: @foxmagpie @bethsuglywigs @hypermania @pynkhues @xstrawmari @inyoursheets if you wanna!

#tag game #my fic

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deedala · 6 months

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🌱Weekly Tag Wednesday🌱

Thanks for these amazing questions and for tagging me @suchagallabitch!! 💛 and @energievie @creepkinginc @darlingian and @metalheadmickey!!! 💖

1. if you could switch bodies with anybody for only one hour who would it be and what would you do? Gosh I don't know who exactly but I guess maybe any billionaire hanging out somewhere tropical and beautiful because I'd love to enjoy that scenery and also drain their fucking bank account to myself and literally anyone else, it's so much money it could fix so much 😋 (elle you mentioned taking money from rich people and i fixated on it sorry lol)

2. whats your most trivial / dumbest hot take? buuhhh...i dunno...one day shipping is stupid.

3. if you had to teach a college course what would it be in? pfft ...flatting??? im useless for the most part guys i dunno what to tell ya.

4. season 12 of shameless is suddenly happen and youve been put in charge! what plot point(s) are you gonna make happen? Omg ok. First of all, Ian and Mickey will be carrying this season with the most important plotlines. Carl, please quit the cop thing, own the bar...NORMAL bar. Debbie still has her career shit together but she's finally gonna get her love life together. Lip and Mickey and Brad will do some stupid hijinks together. Liam is gonna get some personal life drama as he's getting a bit older now. We're gonna also follow some plotlines down in Kentucky with V and Kev and Fiona (who moves there to live near them because shit falls apart for her in Florida)

5. who would be your godly parent? (can be any mythology). Mythal (the Protector, All-Mother, and goddess of love, is the patron of motherhood and justice)

6. what’s something you love about yourself? *tire deflating sound*

7. describe your day in 5 emojis: 🥱👧🧑👩‍⚕️🥨

8. what shameless character do you think you could beat in a fight? you know what, i dont WANT to fight her, but i like to think i could take debbie. we would absolutely destroy each other but i think i could do it 😂

9. tell us 2 truths and a lie, we’ll try to guess the lie!

10. do you have a pet(s). if so how did they get their name? nope

11. show us a meme (or picture) that captures your essence i dont collect a lot of memes but i do have this one i guess

12. whats your typical coffee / tea / beverage order? if im ordering coffee its gonna be an iced peppermint oatmilk latte

13. use a song to describe the last 5 years of your life? oh this is not a thing im good at....uhm grey street by dave matthews band? team by lorde?? something like that i guess!! Okay little nuggets im going to tag you if you wanna play! @too-schoolforcool @michellemisfit @mybrainismelted @heymrspatel @gardenerian @gallawitchxx @mickeysgaymom @scurvgirl @themarchg1rl @mmmichyyy @juliakayyy @sleepyfacetoughguy @jrooc @sam-loves-seb @crossmydna @tanktopgallavich @palepinkgoat @sickness-health-all-that-shit @gofionaonthem @thepupperino @purplemagpie @suzy-queued @rereadanon @transmickey @mikhailoisbaby @auds-and-evens @tsuga-of-mars @vintagelacerosette @ardent-fox @callivich @lingy910y @lee-ow @squidyyy23 and #💟YOU 😘

#tag game #weekly tag wednesday #the lie was horse-riding instructor :P #hairstylist is actually the job i had the longest lol!!

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haknom · 1 year

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headshot! — bonus ; 3 days of failure

SYNOPSIS when returning to school after your break, you weren’t expecting two things; two boys playing catch with a basketball in the hallways and you getting hit in the face by them, leaving you with a bloody nose. soon after, you began growing hatred for the said boys, park sunghoon and yang jungwon. but jungwon couldn’t help his growing feelings for you ever since freshman year. getting closer to you may be even harder than before.

warnings: mentions of food but also not rlly, jungwon is being jungwon tbh, and one swear word. wordcount: 605 words

DAY 1 – 8:17 AM ; At the school entrance.

Recalling Jungwon’s words, “From this day forward, I will avoid y/n and continue to admire them from afar as always.” Well, that definitely wasn’t working.

His lower back started to ache because of the weight his backpack carried as he hid behind the bushes from outside of the school. His eyes watched as multiple students flooded the school grounds and smiled at the sight. There was no sight of you meaning the coast was clear.

“Hey, Jungwon.” A familiar voice from behind him greeted and he sighed out of relief while turning around. “Hi, Rik–” His eyes widened at the sight as he looked at Riki and you who stood beside him. ”Yeah, I have class! See you later, bye!” He stood up from his seat on the grass and ran into the school, pushing past everyone.

He was a pretty fast runner, if he didn’t join the basketball team the track team was ready to take him in. “What’s with him?” Your eyes narrowed at the boy’s running figure. The same one who hit you in the face with a basketball. “I dunno,” Riki shrugged his shoulders as you both continued following the route to your classes.

DAY 2 – 11:49 AM ; In the cafeteria.

Chatter surrounded Jungwon and his friends as they munched on their lunch. His friends would talk amongst themselves while his mind was elsewhere.

His eyebrows were furrowed as he stared at the empty seat from across the cafeteria—or that’s what he thought.

You tapped Raven’s shoulder and pointed at the sight. “Why is he the one mad? It should be me!” You exclaimed as Raven turned around to look at the boy.

From your perspective, it looked like he was judging you and was mad at you when in reality he was only thinking. You stared back at him, mirroring the same expression as his eyes widened.

Oh fuck, he was staring at you this whole time, wasn’t he? “Would you look at that! I’m full, bye guys!” He said while grabbing his tray full of food, rising from his seat, and speed walking away from the table.

The boys all looked at him confused then back at each other, shrugging it off with an ‘eh,’ in sync.

Your expression switched from mad to confused. Was he scared of you? It seemed like it.

DAY 3 — 4:15 PM ; At work.

“Tell me if you don’t understand something,” Jungwon said as the little boy nodded. He looked out the window, letting out a long sigh that caused the boy to look up slowly. “Jungwon, ” He started as Jungwon looked away from the window.

“Yeah? Do you need help with something?” Jungwon leaned in closer, examining his blank page. “No, that’s not it. I just wanted to know if you were okay.” And for a 5-year-old, he was pretty smart.

“Is it that obvious?” Jungwon sighed as the little boy nodded. “Well, there’s this person at my school... They’re really really really mesmerizing. It’s like I could stare at them for years and not get bored.” He smiled to himself.

“Their smile and laugh too, I could never hear the end of it. But I accidentally hit them in the head with a basketball a few days ago and I decided to stay away from them, you know? I don’t want it to happen again. Bad’s luck curse.” Jungwon chuckled as the little boy tilted his head to him in confusion.

“Too much?” He asked and the younger boy nodded again. Jungwon sighed in return, slouching over the table.

Life without you was hard. Especially when he could see you every day but still had to avoid you. It felt like a waste of your time.

PREV / MLIST / NEXT

authors note: and i gotta post the next chapter to link it up… so enjoy ur three updates ig 😭

TAGLIST: @isoob @soov @redm4ri @ox1-lovesick @urszn @feeeli @taejays @hanniluvi @dakkisz @dimplewonie @ddenoudepression @yenqa @imhuh @viagumi @trsrina @jungwon-kitten @eundiarys @aki1e @mangobee @woneulz @mokiverse @itsactuallylina @sserafimez @rosabella1009 @chrrywon @essmarye @jwnghyuns

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ernmark · 13 days

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Ask Game!

Thank you to @sapphosewrites for thinking of me for this <3

How many works do you have on AO3?

I'm almost up there with Sapphose-- I've got 141, though I really need to finish tranferring my really old fics from my fanfiction.net account.

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

Those 141 fics give me a grand total of 969,127 words.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

My biggest fandoms are The Penumbra Podcast, Star Trek: Deep Space 9, Welcome To Night Vale (that's an oldie, hot damn) and Les Miserables, with Les Mis being the most recent one I've been active in.

4. Top 5 Fics By Kudos

I'm honestly surprised that Haunting, but not haunted (Penumbra Podcast ghost AU) has overtaken The Issue of Omniscience (WTNV). Just Like an Angel (WTNV Wingfic) ranks just behind those two, then The Case Files of J. Steel (a very very large Penumbra Poscast one-shot collection). What surprised me was I Could Be Your Own Avenging Angel (DS9 alternate take on Empok Nor) making the top five-- apparently that one's gotten some recs lately, which pleases me immensely. The fact that all of these are fairly sexy is not a surprise to me.

5. Do you respond to comments?

I read them all, I squee in delight at them all, but a lot of times I'm just flummoxed about what to say in response. I know theoretically just a quick 'thank you' is appropriate, but it feels... I dunno, trite?

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Listen, I'm an absolute sucker for angst, but I tend to go with bittersweet rather than outright angst in the ending.

Just a Little Wooden Boy (OFMD) is the most recent, and plays hard with the idea of deep hurt turning love into something cold that can't be fixed. (Like a Terrier (Sherlock) has a similar vibe.)

Stay With Me (Wolf 359) just plain tragedy. Eiffel succumbs to the Decima virus, the other humans are forced to flee the station, and so Hera is left to comfort him in his final hours. It's in the same vein as The Way Things End (Supernatural) and Off the Path (Bioshock Infinite) where they're very much about accepting death when it can't be fought anymore-- but in the other two, there's the hope of accompanying your loved one on the other side, where Hera is now just trapped alone with her grief and the body of her friend.

7. What is the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

I genuinely don't know how you would even go about judging that.

Most of my multichapter fics end with the idea that there's still work to be done-- causes to fight for, mental illness to struggle against, relationship issues to work out. The thing is that they now have a framework for dealing with the problem at hand.

So given that-- Of the Rapture That Impels (Les Miserables) deals with sinking into grief and despair and ends with actually being able to see a light at the end, which is pretty much the epitome of a happy ending in my book.

Skin and Scales (Penumbra Podcast) has the most classically happy ending, I think.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Thank all that is holy, I haven't gotten direct hate on fics since high school-- the fandoms I've been in have been lovely, and anyone who has unkind things to say about them has been polite enough to do it where I don't need to see it.

9. Do you write smut?

Yup.

10. Craziest crossover

I almost never do crossovers, actually. But years ago (so long ago that it hasn't actually been migrated to AO3 yet) I wrote a 9/Labyrinth crossover in which 7 was in fact Sarah, transfigured by the Goblin King in order to save her from the machine apocalypse.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

I think they might have been yanked over to wattpad or whatever once or twice. It happens, it gets reported, I move on.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

I don't believe so-- or if it's happened, it was long enough ago that I've forgotten.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Yes. And let me tell you, I am very bad at being a co-writer. The more successful stuff looks less like co-writing and more like parallel play in the same sandbox.

14. All time favorite ship?

I'm with Sapphose here in that I don't have one favorite ship, so much as I have a favorite dynamic. I'm a sucker for damaged, self-loathing characters who are so determined to do right by the person they love that they wind up becoming better (stronger, happier) people for it.

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Just one?

Probably A Dynasty of Liars (DS9). I love that story so much, but I genuinely have no idea where it would go next or how I would execute it.

16. What are your writing strengths?

I'm told that my angst is pretty damn solid, and that I can get voices pretty well.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Scene transitions, and particularly those detailed descriptions where we describe where we're at. It's one of the things I can get away with more in fanfic than in original writing, because a couple references will convey which setpiece we're in so I don't have to do the work. In anything remotely original, that's a much bigger problem.

18. Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

I'm in camp 'translate if the POV character knows it', with the addendum that "and they continued to speak in[language]" tends to be much more effective than actually writing long stretches of that other language, particularly if it's one that the writer isn't fluent in. If the reader doesn't know the second language, it conveys about as much as a keysmash. If they do, then you're prone to embarrassing goofs where you translate something badly without knowing.

19. First fandom you wrote in?

Lord of the Rings. A self-insert, Boromir-lives AU.

20. Favorite fic you've written?

Pretty much any longfic that I've actually completed, I think. But lately, I'm partial to A Change of a Bizarre Kind (Les Miserables), because I did some stuff with the POV and structure that I'm really proud of.

Now that you've gotten to see me ramble, I'll go ahead and tag @ryosei-hime, @aftershocked, and @alecjmarsh

#ask game #fanfiction

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starstoldmeso · 2 months

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Jet and Ghoul made a promise to each other. A promise that wherever one went, the other would follow.

it's been a hot minute so here's a little WIP from me...Jet is about 11 here and Ghoul is around 8

Still, silent nights were a luxury in the desert. A night when you didn’t have to hide from the spotlight of BL/Ind’s headlights, and the wind calmed down enough that you could bear to take off your gear. The haze of dust cleared so the twinkle of starlight could rain down onto your crew’s faces. It was something to cherish. A blessing that only came to Killjoys so often.

Jet lay flat on the roof of their car with their denim jacket tied around their waist and their arms over their head as they played with their own hair. Looking up at the stars, they felt a sense of peace for the first time since they left on this mission. Jet had seen more of the desert in the past month than they had in their whole life, and yet they’d never been able to stop and appreciate the beauty of it until this night fell on them.

They were tracking down BL/Ind shipments. Doc was in search of a very special battery for a very special—and very secret—project. Everyone in Zone 2 asked what the hell Doc was thinking sending a young kid like Jet out on their own for two months. But they weren’t alone.

The little kid that lay there next to Jet was their protection, and Jet was his. Fun Ghoul was the zonerunner that Jet met on a solo run to a Batt City dumpster looking for food. When they met, Ghoul’s skin was caked in dirt and he was walking on a nasty fracture in his left leg. After some fighting, they called a truce and Jet took Ghoul back to Dr. D to get some help. Doc asked Ghoul where his Mama went, and Ghoul only shrugged. She disappeared months ago, he said. And that’s when Jet realised he was just like them; an orphan.

“What happens when ya get ghosted?” Ghoul blurted out, pulling Jet out of their thoughts.

“The Witch takes ya,” Jet answered easily. “S’long as ya crew remembers ta get ya mask t’ the mailbox.”

Ghoul’s mouth screwed to one side, unsatisfied with the answer he got. “Where does she take ya?”

Jet shrugged. “Wherever ya want,” they felt Ghoul’s hand reach over and grab at the straps of their gun holster. He liked to keep his hands busy, and he liked to know that Jet was always there by feeling it for himself.

“Huh,” Ghoul squirmed awkwardly on the car roof. “Where do ya wanna go, Jetty?”

Jet sighed softly. They’ve done a lot of thinking about where they’d like to go over the years. Jet untangled Ghoul’s hands from their holster and pointed their joined hands to the clear sky above their heads. “There,” they said softly.

“The stars?” Ghoul asked with a quiet giggle.

“Uh-huh,” Jet nodded.

“Cool,” Ghoul squirmed again as Jet dropped their hands but didn’t let go. “Well, if that’s where ya wanna go, that’s where I wanna go, too.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Why’s that?”

“I dunno,” Ghoul sat up and looked around. Jet tightened their grip on his hand in case he fell off the car. “Where else do I go? Doc always sayin’ I gotta stick close to Jetty.”

“Yeah, but that’s while we alive,” Jet tore their eyes away from the pretty stars to look at the younger Killjoy. “When ya gone, the Witch can take ya anywhere ya want.”

“Yep,” Ghoul picked up Jet’s hand and started twisting the rings around their fingers. “An’ She gonna be takin’ me straight ta you, Jetty.”

Jet’s eyes softened as they watched Ghoul mess around with their jewellery, curling their hand into a fist and inspecting the chipping nail polish. His greasy ink-black hair was now long enough to cover his eyes; Ghoul wanted to grow it out even more. The length was barely at his ears when he met Jet. It hadn’t even been a year yet, but the kid who was two seconds away from biting Jet’s finger out of curiosity was a little brother to them, as far as Jet was concerned.

“Aight, dude,” Jet tugged on Ghoul’s hand and made him lay down again. “We s’posed ta blend in, so keep ya head down,” they couldn’t get Ghoul to let go, so instead Jet just pulled Ghoul into them so he’d rest his head on their chest. “An’ no more talkin’.”

Ghoul giggled and rolled over, smushing his face into Jet’s shoulder. “Okay, Jetty,” he latched onto them with ease. “G’night.”

Jet held Ghoul’s head with their free hand and went back to watching the stars until they felt the vibration of Ghoul’s soft snores. The stars that Jet and Ghoul would one day go to together.

#danger days #killjoys #ttlotfk #the true lives of the fabulous killjoys #jet star #fun ghoul #killjoys fanfic #danger days fanfic #wip

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